The two looked at each other blankly for a long time, their big eyes facing each other.
Finally, Bai Shu could not resist her gaze, twitched the corner of his mouth, and turned his face away first.
"you……"
Bai Xi's eyes were unkind, and she grinned at Bai Shu, revealing two small tiger teeth.
"Me." Bai Zhu innocently raised his head.
"Are you..."
"I'm getting married." Baizhu caught a glimpse of her gearing up and looking eager to try, so he hurriedly replied.
"When?"
In the silence, Cui Yuanzhou was the first to ask his doubts.
"It was just last year." Bai Zhu said sincerely, "Zhuo Jing is pregnant. She has a fat son. In a few months, I would like to invite you to come and drink my baby's full-moon wine."
There was deathly silence everywhere. Monk Huiyuan opened his eyes wide in shock. His lips moved, full of disbelief.
"Big man, is it weird to have a wife?" Bai Shu spread his hands helplessly, "Why do you always have this expression?"
"You..." Xu Yong said suspiciously, "How old are you?"
"As old as you." Bai Zhu tilted his head, "Aren't you married? Why are you making such a fuss?"
"I was just engaged, not married yet, which is different from you." Xu Yong explained, "You even have a son. It's really..."
He looked like he was about to say something, but he finally raised his hands and said congratulations
"Congratulations, congratulations!"
People who practice cultivation often regard Yuanyang as the most important thing. Unless they have no choice, they will never leave heirs easily.
When Yuanyang is released, unnecessary obstacles will inevitably arise on the path of spiritual practice.
Logically speaking, only those who have realized the fourth level of vajra without any leakage in the heavens can derive Yuanyang, generate yin and yang, and give birth to children.
After achieving the leak-free body, the existence of Yuanyang is dispensable and insignificant.
It is rare for Baizhu to give birth to an heir at such an early age.
"I like children very much." Bai Zhu lied without changing his expression, "The little doll, just looking at it, makes people happy."
Xu Yong glanced at him suspiciously, and finally swallowed the words in his mouth.
"You?" The girl stared at Baizhu with bulging black eyes, "Do you really have a child?"
"It's true." Baizhu's smile did not diminish.
"What about me?"
"Although I admire the girl's beauty, Pindao has a deep love for Zhuo Jing and his wife." Bai Shu said apologetically, "Pindao will talk to Elder Hanxu about it later."
Bai Xi raised his head with disbelief on his face, but Bai Shu's expression was calm and composed, not like he was lying at all.
She nodded her head and finally believed this fact.
"You are such a good person!"
She was overjoyed, jumped up and down like a crazy rabbit, and clapped her hands on Baizhu's chest.
Bang!!!
There was a sudden violent sound, and a wave of air surged. Even the Jade Palace swayed slightly in the tremor.
The corners of Cui Yuanzhou's mouth twitched fiercely, and his hands and feet were cold.
The figure beside him had been severely knocked away, leaving only a long scratch on the spot.
He hurriedly turned around, and at the end of the hustle and bustle of smoke, a figure shining with rainbow light slowly stood up.
Baizhu coughed twice and slowly dispersed the five-color armor that had been hurriedly condensed on his chest.
A small palm print is clearly engraved on the chest, and even the fingerprints are clearly visible.
Seeing the long scratch in front of him, Bai Xi tilted his head and let out an embarrassed sigh.
In a hurry, he knocked open the palace door and hurried into the Jade Palace.
"What a... little barbarian."
Xu Yong watched Baizhu being knocked away dozens of feet away with a palm, and whispered in admiration.
"Where did she come from?"
Bai Shu suppressed the surging Qi and blood in his chest, slowly adjusted his breathing, and asked
"The powerful ape demon has transformed into a human form?"
"There is a classic in Nanhua Palace called "Pure Tao Body", which is a magical martial arts that can make the body holy." Xu Yong shrugged and said to Bai Shu.
"The previous head of the Nanhua Palace talked about the Tao of the world and achieved immortality with the "Pure Tao Body". He did not dodge and took thirty moves from Wang Qiuyi without any damage.
I heard that this little princess of Nanhua Palace has mastered the wonders of the "Pure Tao Body" and is the most promising candidate in the past century to achieve the golden body of immortality."
"I've heard of this magical power." Monk Huiyuan said thoughtfully, "Among the magical powers that sanctify the physical body, Nanhua Palace's "Pure Tao Body" is also one of the few supreme methods, compared to my Vajra
The Lord's physical body was sanctified, and no more concessions were made."
Baizhu took a deep breath, his bones crackled and his blood flowed.
"Let's go."
He declined the help from the maids, greeted Xu Yong and others, and opened the door of the Jade Palace.
"Becoming a saint in the physical body?" Cui Yuanzhou, a little fat man, followed curiously and asked Monk Huiyuan, "What magical powers are there in the Vajra Temple to become a saint in the physical body?"
The body is sanctified, and there is also the saying of the incarnation.
After the Jedi Heavenly Power and before the founding of martial arts, the path of cultivation was in chaos and ignorance, and it was impossible to find the way forward.
There is no distinction between fetal breath, practicing skills, and Yang Fu, and even the titles of upper and lower realms are blurred.
At that time, demons were raging on the ground, wandering souls were causing chaos, natural disasters were incessant, and darkness was boundless.
There are ascetic monks who polish their physical bodies day after day, comprehend the mysteries of heaven and earth, and force various spiritual ideas into their bodies to nourish Yuan Qi in their bodies, just like a dragon.
The skills left by those ascetic monks were collectively referred to by later generations as the sanctification of the body and the incarnation of the Word.
There are no changes in these martial arts classics. They only purely polish the physical body and excel in physical strength.
Once you practice to a very deep level, not to mention having a copper head and an iron arm, you will be immune to water and fire. Even if you can defeat all kinds of magic with one force, it will not be difficult.
After the path of martial arts became clear, the physical body became holy and was carved by countless sages and incorporated into the martial arts system.
""The Appearance of King Ming Dynasty", "Stone Buddha", "Golden Body of King Dragon Master Ming", "Moyi Dharma Body"..."
When Cui Yuanzhou asked about the physical sanctification of the Vajra Temple, Huiyuan's face showed a hint of joy. He counted the numbers on his fingers and spoke eloquently.
"The strongest one on Ruo Ruo Lun is of course "Pure Heaven and Human Body"!"
"The Pure Heavenly Human Body"...
Baizhu, who was walking in front, felt something in his heart. His eyes flashed but he said nothing.
""The Pure Heavenly Human Body"?" Cui Yuanzhou looked moved and asked curiously, "I seem to have heard of its reputation, but I don't know what's so surprising about it?"
"The sanctification of the physical body mostly comes from the Jedi Heavenly Power."
Monk Huiyuan smiled and said:
"But "The Universal Pure Heavenly Human Body" is a martial art created by the ancestors of Jedi Tiantong by observing the changes in the treasured bodies of heavenly beings.
According to legend, after you have perfected the "Pure Heavenly Human Body", every move you make will make your body the same as the Tao, and you will be free from disasters and calamities, and your body will neither be born nor destroyed, neither increase nor decrease."
"Has anyone ever succeeded in cultivating it?"
Huiyuan looked stunned, then shook her head in embarrassment.
"Anyone can blow off the bullshit." Cui Yuanzhou looked as if I expected it, and patted Monk Huiyuan on the shoulder, "But you monks can really blow off the bullshit."
While the two were bickering, Bai Shu, Xu Yong and the others were led by the maid, turned around several corners of the Jade Palace, and finally climbed to the highest floor.
After opening the door, there was a bustle and bustle, and the warm wind mixed with the sweet aroma of wine filled the air with the smell of a little drunkenness.
Dozens of banquet tables have been arranged neatly, one table for each person.
On the top of the head is a small sapphire case, but no one is there.
Bai Shu glanced at it and saw that many people on the Golden Battle Stage had been invited by Chen Jizi to come here.
The seats were full of people whose clothes were as beautiful as snow, and their sleeves and robes were fluttering like thousands of white cranes fluttering their wings.
Heng'an, Mei Zhiwen, Zuo Chengye, Chu Xun, Chu Xiang, Li Feibai...
Seeing Bai Shu and others pushing the door open, the few people who were drinking glanced at him and cast a scrutinizing look.
Xu Yong smiled and sat down in front of a plan with a calm expression.
"Sit down."
Bai Shu turned sideways slightly, blocking Cui Yuanzhou and Monk Huiyuan, and smiled at them.
"Anyone can take the seat?"
Someone sneered, put down the wine bottle, and stared at Cui Yuanzhou and Monk Huiyuan, who were embarrassed.
Chu Xiang, who was wearing dark gold armor, tapped the table table lightly, as carelessly as he strummed the strings of a musical instrument.
He looked away and smiled softly at Bai Shu and Xu Yong.
"That little fat guy is Cui Yuanzhou, right?"
Mei Zhiwen, who was wearing a yellow shirt, raised his drunken eyes and touched his neighbor, Lu Xiuzhu, who was sitting next to him.
"You have a relationship with his uncle, right? Why don't you help?"
"This is not a place he can come to."
Lu Xiuzhu said calmly, "What's the need for me to offend Chu Xiang?"
"What a cruel man." Mei Zhiwen held his heart and sighed quietly.
Lu Xiuzhu, who was sitting next door, was feeling the cold. He moved quietly and moved further away from the drunken Mei Zhiwen.
"Stay away from me." Lu Xiuzhu warned Mei Zhiwen, "If you come closer again, don't blame me for taking action!"
"Boring." Mei Zhiwen shrugged.
Everyone present looked at Chu Xiang's attack with cold eyes, without saying a word.
Bai Xi, who was immersed in her hard work, raised her little head from her busy schedule. She glanced around in confusion. It took a long time before she finally understood what was happening.
When she wiped the corners of her mouth with her sleeve and prepared to speak.
Another burst of low laughter came from Chu Xiang's mouth.
"Just a joke, just a joke, don't you northerners like jokes?"
He raised the wine bottle again and raised it towards Cui Yuanzhou and Monk Huiyuan.
"One is a young man from Lingchi Taoist Temple, and the other is a student from Jinghai Temple. Xiao Wang... I really want to make friends..."
After he said these words, he turned around again, his expression as normal, as if nothing had happened.
This time the attack came out of nowhere, and even the end was inexplicable.
"Chu Xiang has a biased mind and a lot of problems with his brain. We can no longer treat him as a normal person."
Xu Yong's voice rang in his heart: "Don't pay attention to him, this person has already gone crazy."
"Sit down."
Bai Shu grabbed the two of them, sat them down in front of the case, and smiled lightly.
He calmly raised his head and happened to face the dull-looking Heng'an above.
The two of them twitched their lips at the same time and said hello.
"It seems that everyone is here."
Suddenly, from behind the screen, a handsome nobleman came into the room with a smile on his face.
Chen Jizi sat down on the small sapphire table at the top and slowly played with the small wine glass.
His clothes were not luxurious, and his aura was not sharp. Chen Jizi wore his crown loose, his eyes were light, and there was always a smile on his lips.
Among the crowd, he will never be the most eye-catching, but no matter what, people can't help but pay attention to him.
Mei Zhiwen licked the corners of his lips, and everyone present could clearly hear the sound of swallowing saliva in his throat.
Dozens of eyes were directed at him at the same time, and the heavy pressure almost solidified, and the air fluctuated for a while.
On the small sapphire case in front of Chen Jizi, cracks are slowly appearing.
"What do you want to do with the banquet today?"
Someone shouted and asked first, and sure enough, it was Chu Xiang again.
The young man wearing dark gold armor said in a hoarse voice, "Could it be that you think that the mere Luojiang Chen family can be higher than the Chu royal family?!"
"I can't afford such a crime." Chen Jizi spread his hands slightly and smiled warmly, "Chu Xiang, don't be like a mad dog, biting everyone you see."
Bai Shu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him with interest. He thought Chu Xiang would be furious, but what happened next was beyond his expectation.
"A mad dog must be crazy so that others can be afraid of it."
Chu Xiang looked completely different from before. He smiled slowly, more like a shy young man who was just starting out.
"You called me a mad dog, which really shocked me."
"Something went wrong in Chu Xiang's work and he suffered from the syndrome of soul separation." Xu Yong explained to Bai Shu with his heart sounds, "I said he was a madman, but I didn't mean to belittle him."
"Separation of souls syndrome?" Baizhu replied, "With the national power of the Chu royal family, it can't cure him?"
Xu Yong shook his head and said no more.
"please."
Chen Jizi suddenly raised the bottle and smiled at everyone.
This young man who looked like a white crane raised his big sleeves like flowing clouds and gently covered half of his face.
The brilliance in his eyes was calm and distant, as if he was watching everyone in the hall, but also seemed to be scattered, falling into space.
Everyone in the hall had different expressions, some were smiling slightly, some were full of disdain, and some had dull expressions.
"Please drink from this cup."
Chen Jizi raised his hand, and everyone in the court made a gesture of invitation.
He looked around with a smile, his smile warm.
This time, his eyes fell on everyone.
"What exactly do you want to do by gathering so many people?"
This time, it was Heng'an who spoke.
He frowned, drank all the wine in the glass, and asked in a deep voice.
"I asked the Sixth Princess for Yu Gui, a messenger from all the gentlemen, and we made an appointment to meet him at Tianshui Pavilion."
Chen Jizi slowly turned the wine bottle and said
"Exactly, we have something important to discuss."
"What's the big deal?" Xu Yong asked.
"This Qingli Palace..." Chen Jizi sighed suddenly, his face expressionless, "Something is wrong."
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Zhongli County, Changxia City.
Huangjia Village.
Under the warm sun, Huang Huzi, who was lazily basking in the sun with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, let out a long cry and turned over comfortably.
Other places are already frozen and covered in frost, but only in Changxia City, the sun is still shining brightly at this time of year.
Huang Huer rolled along the haystack a few times, so that the warm sunlight could shine through his whole body.
Today, my sister Huang Ying'er went to visit relatives with my mother-in-law, and her noises were no longer heard in my ears.
Sure enough, it couldn’t be a better day!
He stretched himself and was thinking about whether to go to the east of the village to find Lao Suntou and listen to his stories.
Suddenly, a thick shadow covered the whole body, blocking the sun.
Huang Huer opened his eyes in confusion, and saw a middle-aged monk in his forties with an unremarkable face standing in front of him.
It was him who blocked all the light.
"Great Monk." Huang Hu'er was not afraid of strangers. He looked at the monk curiously and asked, "Who are you, Great Monk?"
"Guang Hui." He heard the monk in front of him say.
"Guanghui?" Huang Huer rolled his eyes, "What a strange name."
"Little Tan Yue can also be called the poor monk Shenzu." The monk smiled.
"This name is even weirder." Huang Huer shook his head, "What are you doing in the village?"
"Meeting an old friend."
"friend?"
"Old Suntou from the east of the village." The monk's voice still echoed in the same place, but he suddenly disappeared. "The former monk Miaoyan."
